CHAPTER THIRTY
TRISTAN’S POV
She had looked f*****g gorgeous in that peach dress and suddenly it was my favorite color. Dang! It had taken every ounce of restraint in me to keep Logan down. At this point, I was very certain that I couldn’t keep my desire for her at bay much longer. I wanted to stay away, perhaps run in the opposition direction but she was pulling me faster than I could say ABC. Why couldn’t the moon goddess give me someone as messed up as me? Then it would be easier. Because she could ruin me and I would possibly ruin her. But she gave me Ava; a woman that exuded such untapped innocence. Women like her were a no-go for me. I’d ruined one before and I’d be damned if I let another go through the same.
“Is that why you are sitting here, staring at her window and somehow ho
